Once, while studying martial arts with the samurai of the Shadow Warrior Alliance, Bruce Wayne overcame his fear of everything.

Even today, under Chen Yu's gaze, he still had no fear, but was more rational.

After a short analysis, without the slightest lingering, Bruce Wayne picked up the device next to him and turned around and left.

In this case, he understood that if he forced himself over and came face to face with Chen Yu, then he would have no chance of winning like Lex Luthor, who was now on the ground like a dead dog.

He needs to return to Gotham, investigate all available information, work out a way to defeat Chen Yu, and then make a move.

In the hotel room, Chen Yu withdrew his gaze from the direction where Bruce Wayne disappeared, and finally said to Luther, whose skin had begun to erode:

"What you want to do, you should tell me directly, rest."

Chen Yu stepped past the blood stains that several people had vomited on the floor, and after walking out of Luther's suite, he closed the door in an orderly manner, leaving them to fend for themselves.

......

After returning to North America from the Arctic Circle, the first thing Louis Lynne did was to wash out the photos in his camera, and then took a lot of information from his media friends in the same industry, and began to look for urban legends in various places.

If you want to find someone who has been incognito all your life, this is the only way.

And at times like these, the benefits of networking come into play.

Five days later, she took the photo and found a restaurant clerk named Pietros in northern Kansas, and through him, she drove to Kent Farm in the suburbs.

Following the path of the farm, Louis came to Clark's hometown.

With a curious eye, through the screen door, she saw a lady in the room, about fifty years old.

"Are you Mrs. Kent?" Louis stepped forward and asked softly as he looked at the people in the room.

After the other party nodded with a puzzled look, she suppressed the emotions in her heart and cut directly to the topic, "I'm Louis Lynn, a reporter from the Daily Planet. ”

"I want to talk to you about your son."

Sighing, Martha Kent showed an expression that was indeed so, opened the screen door, pointed to the path southeast of the farm, and said:

"Straight down this road is the grave of my late lover, where my son is."

In all the years of raising Clark, it's not the first time Martha has encountered outsiders who have found this place because of his superpowers.

But this is the first time for journalists.

When Clark was younger, Martha would help him with this kind of thing.

But now, Clark was able to take charge of whomever he chose to meet, and Martha felt that she had no power to interfere.

Bidding farewell to Madame Martha, Louis followed her direction and found a dark brown marble tombstone in a meadow with three lines inscribed:

[Jonathan Kent.]

Beloved husband and father

1951-1997]

"Let's go, I don't want to have anything to do with the media."

At this moment, a man's voice came from behind Louis, and his voice sounded very warm, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Some media people will do anything to win attention, but we at Planet Daily just want to find the truth, I just want to report your story."

Louis suppressed the excitement in his heart and turned around and said, seeing this supernatural being that he had seen in the Arctic Circle that day.

Wearing a gray baseball cap, shirt and jeans, he looked like an ordinary farmer except for his oversized build.

"Are you an alien? Why should you go to the North Pole? What do you have to do with the supernatural being over the North Pole that day, let me tell your story to the public! ”

Louis walked briskly over to Clark and asked him a few questions in quick succession.

With helplessness in his eyes, Clark slightly lifted the brim of his baseball cap:

"It's true that some people know that I have extraordinary abilities, but the reason why I don't care is because no one believes them even if they say it, you know, I don't want too many people to know."

Shaking his head, Louis still insisted on his opinion: "Sooner or later, the truth will be known." ”

"Just like me, someone will always take a picture of you or find out where you live."

Shrugging his shoulders, Clark said nonchalantly, "Then I'll disappear again." ”

"The only way you can completely disappear is to stop saving people or use your superpowers, but I don't think you can do that."

Louis said as he looked directly at Clark in a very determined tone.

In the past few days, she has found many people who know or have seen Clark, and these people have basically been saved by Clark, or because of his existence, some ** annoyances have been solved.

In other words, the man named Clark Kent in front of him is a virgin with a strong sense of justice in her heart, and she will not be afraid to use superpowers against criminals or wicked people.

"I can't possibly watch them being bullied in front of my eyes and be indifferent,

But my father thought that if the public knew about my existence, they would treat me as an anomaly.

Ostracized me like a heretic, because of some fear of supernatural presence. ”

As if remembering some of his father's teachings before he died, Clark's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Then let people know about you." Louis took another step forward.

"I'm also part of the populace, but I'm not afraid to face you because I see what you're doing." She said.

"Did you know that day, before you reached the North Pole, a supernatural being known as Hypery drove an alien ship from the North Pole."

Louis looked directly at Clark and said, "He even has a global fan support club now, and millions of people around the world support him, and people are not afraid of him, and they don't see him as an outlier." ”

"More than 90 percent of the world's people believe in divine powers, and people are eager to see you."

Clark was a little silent by this sentence, but Louis did not want to be left alone, so he continued to ask:

"I don't think there's just two of you in the world, you and the man we call Hyperley... Acquaintance? ”

Clark shook his head, hesitated, and said, "I don't know him, but... He could be one of my people. ”

"His spaceship is very similar to the spaceship that sent me to Earth, and the style is basically similar."

"Sending you to Earth?"

Louis was slightly stunned, his pupils dilated a little, and he subconsciously blurted out, "You are not earthling?" ”

"I'm not, he doesn't know." "When I got back to the U.S. that day, I saw his image, I figured it out, and I could fly, but I couldn't shine like him," Clark said. ”

As he spoke, he rose lightly into the air, his whole body hovering at a height of about twenty centimeters above the ground, looking at Louis.

Looking at Clark, Louis Lynn's eyes flashed with a certain light, and after thinking in his heart for a while, he said:

"I'll try to find him for you, and if I can find him, how about you let me write your story for the public?"

"I can't make a commitment to you about this matter, I have to wait until I meet and talk with him before making a decision."